Your walkin' down a horror corridorIt's almost four in the mornin'And your in a nightmareIt's horribleRight there's the coronerWaitin' for youTo turn the cornerSo he can corner yaYour a gonerHe's on a yaOut the corner of his corneaHe just saw you runAll you want is to restCause you can't run anymoreYour doneAll he wants is to kill you in front of an audienceWhile everybodyIs watchin' in the party applauding itHere I sit while I'm caught up in deep thought againContemplating my next plot againSwallowin' a colata pinWhile I'm noddin'In and out on the ottoman andIf the Ramada InnHoldin' onto the pill bottle thenStick my finger and swirl it round the bottomAnd make sure I got all of itWake up naked at Mcdonald'sWithBlood all over meDead bodiesBehind the counterShitGuess I must of just blacked out againNot again

[Chorus]It's three am in the mornin'Put my key in the doorThere's bodies layin' all of the floor andI don't remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed emKilled emI saidIt's three am in the mornin'Put my key in the doorThere's bodies layin' all of the floor andI don't remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed emKilled em

Sitting nude in my living roomIt's almost noonI wonder what's on the tubeMaybe they'll show some boobsSurfing every channelUntil I find Hannah MontanaThen I reach for the aloe and lanalin'Blood all over the wall panel and dismantlin'Every candle on top of the fire placeMantalin'Grab my flannel and my bandana' thenKiss the naked manequin' man againYou can see him standin' in myFront windowIf you look inI'm just a hooliganWho's use to usin' hallucinogensCausin' illusions againBrain contusions againCutting and bruising the skinRaise the scissors and pinsJesus when does it endPhases that I go throughDazed and not so confusedDays that I don't know whoGave these molecules tooMeWhat am I gone doHey the prodigal sonThe diabolical oneVery methodicalWhen I slaughter dem

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She puts the lotion in the bucketHe puts the lotion on the skinOr else it gets the hose againShe puts the lotion in the bucketHe puts the lotion on the skinOr else it gets the hose again

I duck and I slash slice and gashLast night was a blastI can't quite remember when IHad that much funOff a half pint fifth of JackMy last Vic and a halfA flashlightUp Kim Kardashians ass

I remember the first timeI dismembered the family memberDecember I think it wasI was having drinks with my cousinAnd I wrapped himIn Christmas lightsPushed him into the stinkin' tubCut him up into piecesThen just when I went to drink hisBloodI thought I outta drink his bath waterThat outta be funThat's when my days of serial murder man slaughter begunThe sight of blood excites meThat might be an artery sonYour blood coverin' screamsJust don't seem to bother me noneIt's three amAnd here I comeSo you should probably runA secret passage way around hereMan there's got to be oneOh no there's probably noneHe can scream all that he wantsTop of his lungsIt ain't no stoppin' me from choppin' him up(up)